Chapter 248

Everyone was anxiously waiting with bated breath.

The importance of the final battle dungeon was self-evident.

In this situation where almost all the S-level players had given up and Zhuge An had died, No.4 Magician was the last hope.

In the dark broadcast room, everyone was still discussing.

[If Magician can't pass the tutor's assessment, doesn't that mean no one can get the Universal Wishing Voucher?]

[That's true, but I still hope that Magician can get the final victory. It doesn't matter if he wants to make that wish or not, but …]

[I don't know if he will lose his life if he fails the test. I'm so worried. No matter what the final result is, Magician must be fine. I'd rather not get the Universal Wishing Ticket, as long as he is fine.]

[+ 6, Master Zhuge's death really makes me sad … I just found out that he was a good person and now he has to face such an ending. I'm in tears.]

It wasn't just the broadcast room. The trainees in the studio were also worried.

Everyone was worried about the difficulty of the final battle dungeon.

After all, in their eyes, the test was even more difficult than the S-level 6v6 dungeon. After all, no one could guess the thoughts of the master, and no one knew what he liked.

It was also because of this that Magician's safety was so important to everyone.

Perhaps no one would have thought that the Instance Dungeon, which was filled with the glint of blades and shadows of swords, and was filled with killing and bloodshed, was actually so ordinary that it was as if they were on a honeymoon. The two parties even lived leisurely in it for a year.

For example, the S-level players sitting on the throne. After the eight trigrams symbol representing Zhuge An dimmed, a few of them gathered and talked to the S-level players who were released from the control. Only then did they realize that they still retained some memories of being controlled as puppets.

"No … not all, but I did retain some memories."

Even the most composed The Dark Wizard was so embarrassed that he wanted to hide in his black robe.

His memories were intermittent, but there were a few that were particularly clear.

For example, in the dormitory of the No.6 Middle School dungeon, his bed was right below Magician's.

Most importantly, The Dark Wizard still remembered that No.6 had trapped him in the dark and narrow corner of the stairwell. On one hand, she had threatened and flirted with Magician as if nothing had happened, and on the other hand, she had allowed him to watch.

Messiah was speechless.

Seeing the Dark Wizard's expression, the blond Holy Son couldn't help but feel sad.

Not only did he try to fool her in the mental hospital, he even impolitely picked up a paintbrush and changed the painting that the ghost artist had drawn. After changing it, he even unceremoniously disliked the artist's drawing skills. He then took the painting away and hung it in No. 6's room, admiring it every day.

The most embarrassing thing was during the masquerade party. They had to form a circle and were forced to stop the crowd. They opened their mouths wide to accept the public display of affection.

What was going on!!!

Compared to them, Azan and Poseidon were the calmest. Judging from their expressions, they were already numb.

After a while, Azan spoke. "Don't worry, even if Magician loses … nothing will happen to him."

Messiah and the Dark Sorcerers, who were well aware of this, expressed their agreement.

As a bystander, they could see more clearly.

At least, they had never seen the Dark Wizard so interested in a person.

No matter how much they opposed each other, as time passed, the demon's murderous intent did indeed decrease. In the end, it quietly disappeared, never to be seen again.

Although most of the people present were single dogs, how could they not have seen a pig run away? Therefore, compared to the worried Fan Zhuo, the exorcist, and Tokumon, the freed puppets were very calm. They weren't worried about the Zong Jiu's safety at all.

Just as everyone was silent and nervously watching the still dark livestream, something unexpected happened.

Originally, there were only two symbols left in the livestream. One was a poker card, and the other was a rose. They were close together, indicating the progress of the final dungeon.

Now, the poker card's color had faded, and it was replaced by a pale gold that symbolized victory.

Tokumon was the first to stand up from his throne. His face was filled with obvious excitement. "Magician won?"

Following his movement, almost all the other S-Class were shocked and focused their attention on the livestream.

There, the black screen suddenly lit up.

The originally empty white conference room appeared on the screen. A figure gradually appeared on the throne that belonged to No.4.

[The final battle has ended. Winner: S-Class trainee Zong Jiu]

At the same time, almost everyone's attention was focused on the screen. The whispers and noises were put to rest.

Everyone looked at the screen eagerly. When the white-haired Magician finally appeared on the throne, after a moment of silence, an overwhelming wave of enthusiastic cheers erupted. It almost blew the roof of the studio off.

"The Magician is back. He's back!!"

"He did it! The Magician did it! "

"Ahhhhh!!!"

No.7 was stunned. His dark red eyes that had always been frozen also softened. The fingers that were clenched on the hilt quietly loosened. Tokumon was so happy that he jumped on the ground and high-fived the Exorcist.

Everyone cheered and watched every move in the livestream.

The silver-white eyelashes of the person on the throne moved slightly and he opened his eyes.

His expression was cold and his eyes were firm, hiding a hidden sharpness.

[Congratulations on winning the final victory.]

[Your prize: Universal Wishing Voucher x6. It has been placed at the highest place. Please go to the podium to make a wish.]

In front of the throne, the entire pure white conference room changed. All the white fog around it disappeared and turned into the background of the transparent studio.

Magician was on the second floor. The first floor below him was filled with trainees who were looking up at him. Even the S-level throne in the studio was under his feet, showing that he was the final victor.

All the lights dimmed. Only the podium at the highest place was still emitting light. It was like the only star in the dark night sky, guiding everyone who was lost.

The suspended staircase gradually took shape. It rose from the front of the throne and extended to the highest place.

There, a high platform surrounded by white gold and crystal arches shone brightly.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing was the blank piece of paper floating above the platform.

This piece of paper was only the size of a palm. It was pale gold, but everyone who saw it held their breath.

That was the final prize of the Thriller Trainee Competition — the Universal Wishing Voucher!

Zong Jiu slowly stood up from the throne.

There was no doubt that this was the moment that everyone was watching.

Thousands of burning eyes watched his every move. They watched as he straightened his body and walked out with slow but firm steps. He walked step by step on the transparent staircase suspended in the air.

This was the path of glory that belonged only to the victor.

After such a long time and countless deaths, the long Thriller Trainee Competition finally came to an end.

It was over. It was completely over.

Sobs could be heard from the crowd below.

[Note: Wishes cannot be violated or harmed by the main system. Otherwise, the main system will revoke the wish right.]

As expected, just as Zong Jiu walked up the stairs, he received a single notification from the main system.

Everything was as Zhuge An had predicted.

This person was despicable. Not only did he lie to him before his death, but he also kept him in suspense by saying that he knew what to do.

Guiguzi's divination skills were unparalleled in the world. He had hinted at the deal between the main system and the devil in front of Zong Jiu. It was probably to make Zong Jiu think about the final decision.

Zhuge An had predicted everything. Not only had he predicted this, but he had also predicted Zong Jiu's reaction. Unfortunately, he had not expected that the Savior would be in cahoots with the devil.

Zong Jiu picked up the blank wishing ticket.

He was not in a hurry to write his wish on it. Instead, he confirmed it with the main system again and again.

"After making the wish, you will ascend to higher dimensions, right?"

This was the most crucial moment. The energy that the main system had collected over the years had been accumulated. Only this last wish was left.

The deal with the devil had been going well, but at the last moment, the devil had given up the victory. Fortunately, the main system did not have human emotions. Otherwise, he would have been angered to death.

[Yes.]

The main system did not pretend to be dead. Instead, it responded cautiously. [As long as the wish is not too excessive, it can be fulfilled for you.]

After receiving a definite answer, Zong Jiu's eyes flashed with deep thought.

He finally reached out and picked up the blank wishing ticket.

"Main system … Let's make a deal."

"You want to ascend to higher dimensions, and the key to this is in my hands, isn't it?"

The white-haired magician's tone was calm, but anyone could hear the threat in his voice.

"No.6 has transferred the authority to me. He can't do anything to me, and I …"

Zong Jiu paused for a moment. His words were watertight. "But I can give up on him without hesitation."

Zong Jiu was betting. He was betting on a possibility.

It was as if there was a balance in front of him and the main system. Both sides were weighing their chips.

The main system's chip was the devil. Unfortunately, this unreliable partner had abandoned him at the last moment and caused him to suffer.

Zong Jiu's chip was this wishing ticket that only he could make a wish. It was also the devil's attitude towards him. Because both he and the main system knew that the devil would never do anything to Zong Jiu. Never.

Without a doubt, this was very dangerous. If he was not careful, or if the main system did not care about ascending to higher dimensions, Zong Jiu might be killed on the spot, just like Guiguzi.

But he still did it. Because this was something that had to be done. There were too many people who placed their hopes on him.

"If you miss this opportunity, you don't know how long you'll have to wait."

Magician deliberated over his words, persuading him patiently. "Don't worry, my request isn't too much. It's just as easy for you."

As if to express his determination, Zong Jiu raised his hand and everyone quieted down.

Under the spotlight, countless people looked up at him.

"I've received it."

The white-haired youth waved the wishing ticket in his hand.

Under the light from the ceiling, his pupils appeared to be a light color that seemed to be flickering with light. It was a breathtaking sight.

"Many people might think that I was joking."

"That's right. Before I came to this position, I thought I was joking too. After all, who wouldn't wish for themselves after receiving the wishing ticket and wish for the destruction of the Infinite Loop? "

The people in the live broadcast room were excited. An explosion of messages flooded the screen.

[Wait … What is Magician doing?]

[Oh my god, is he really going to make this wish? Is he really going to destroy the Infinite Loop? If he destroys the Infinite Loop, will we be able to leave?]

[No way, I always thought he was joking. Even when you guys said that Magician was a good person, I thought he was just joking. I didn't expect it to be true. It shocked my entire family.]

[Ahhhhhh, oh my god, oh my god, I'm speechless.]

"You didn't hear wrongly."

Zong Jiu waited for the system's reply. He continued to add to the situation and decided to take the next step.

"System, do you still remember Guiguzi?"

As expected, the main system's hesitation when he mentioned the Abyss Devils was completely shaken after hearing Gui Guzi's name.

Perhaps it knew that Magician was the same as the devil. They were variables that couldn't be controlled. If he was forced into a corner, he could do anything.

Don't negotiate with a lunatic, especially when the lunatic is fearless.

After a long while, the cold mechanical voice sounded reluctantly.

At the same time, Zong Jiu finally revealed a faint smile.

Zhuge An said that everything was unpredictable.

But this guy who claimed that "wise men don't fall in love" definitely didn't know this because Zhuge An never thought that the devil would compromise.

Zong Jiu never played by the rules and was terrifyingly greedy.

He could use everything he had to negotiate with the system, including his own life. The system didn't dare to gamble with him.

"While everyone who has been lost can return to you, I also hope that everyone can retain the right to leave this place. That is my wish."

Not only the live broadcast room, but the entire studio was also in an uproar because of his announcement.

Someone started to clap in the midst of the cheers. Gradually, the applause sounded like thunder, wave after wave, never stopping. They hugged each other with tears streaming down their faces as they shouted Magician's name. They didn't care that their voices were hoarse from all the shouting.

Xu Su also cried when she heard that the people she had lost would return.

The winner's wish disappeared into the blank wishing ticket.

Soon, whether it was the survivors in the infinite loop or the trainees in the studio, they all received a notification from the system.

A few short lines of words appeared in everyone's vision.

[Do you wish to leave the infinite loop? Yes/No]

It was hard to describe the ecstasy of the collective.

People bowed and took off their hats. Some even knelt on the ground and worshipped incoherently.

Zong Jiu only smiled and waved at them, like a qualified savior.

Even though he knew that the real savior wasn't him.

Thinking of this, Zong Jiu felt like laughing again.

He was looking forward to Zhuge An's expression when he came back to life.

He would be so shocked that he wouldn't be able to speak.

Even Gui Guzi, the scheming bastard, hadn't been able to predict this, but he had.

Magicians were supposed to create miracles, weren't they?

More and more people pressed the button to leave the infinite loop without hesitation.

Rays of white light flashed one after another. Figures disappeared with the white light.

In the distance, the S-Class greeted him from afar.

Fan Zhuo gave him a relaxed smile. Tokumon jumped and waved at him. The Exorcist whistled. Messiah still smiled gently. The Dark Wizard and Azan also bowed to him.

The Yin Yang Master shouted at the top of his lungs, "You did it! When you return to the real world, you must come and drink with us! "

The white-haired Magician, who was standing at the highest point, made an OK gesture and watched them turn into white light and leave.

There were fewer and fewer people in the studio. The number of people online in the broadcast room also decreased sharply.

At the same time, the entire structure of the trainees' dormitory in the spatial rift began to change. The dark red carpet was gradually covered by an indiscernible color. The surrounding sunlight, windows, and ocean disappeared at the same time. The only thing left in the entire space was the floating staircase and the podium at the highest point. It was like the only light left.

After the trainees returned to the real world, this temporary space opened up by the main system also returned to its original state.

The main system had no time to care about this.

When it fulfilled Zong Jiu's wish, it also received a feedback of willpower. This enormous willpower carried it toward a higher dimension and opened a higher dimensional passage. Of course, it couldn't pay attention to this.

Since the main system's goal had been achieved, the infinite loop would be under the control of No. 6. As for the trainees and survivors, whether they lived or died, it had nothing to do with it.

This space was collapsing. If they didn't do anything, they would be transferred to the infinite loop.

Of course, no one chose to stay.

Zong Jiu didn't move. He still stood in the same place.

He was waiting for someone.

Finally, when the Magician was the only one left in the studio, someone hugged him from behind.

It was an ice-cold hug. Even the weight of the white-haired youth's shoulder was unbelievably familiar.

The Demon didn't speak. He just hugged the Magician.

For a long time, he even wanted to keep hugging him like this.

After a long time, when the stairs began to crumble and the platform beneath their feet became unstable, a muffled voice came from behind him.

"Are you leaving?"

It was a very short sentence.

There was no urge to stay. There was nothing else. It was just a simple question, as if asking if he had eaten yet.

But the hand around the Magician tightened. It was so tight that he couldn't breathe. He couldn't break free.

The Demon didn't say anything, but his body language conveyed the same meaning.

"Don't go."

"Don't go."

"Don't go."

Zong Jiu didn't answer him immediately.

Or rather, he didn't know how to answer.

He wanted to ask the Demon. He was such an emotionless, indifferent, cold-blooded existence. He might never be able to give the Demon the same kind of passionate love in his entire life. Even so, did he still choose him?

But when it came to this, he couldn't ask.

Or rather, Zong Jiu realized that he didn't need to ask anymore.

Because the moment the teleportation request popped up, Zong Jiu had rejected it.

Clean and direct, without any hesitation.

When did it start?

He had silently allowed the Demon to enter his life. He had lost his memory but still trusted him unconsciously. Or he had brought him to his elders' graves.

Or even earlier, in the dormitory after the masquerade party, he had taken the initiative to kiss him.

Zong Jiu laughed silently.

He had made his choice long ago.

That's right, they were mortal enemies. He could easily stir up the other's boiling blood and drag the other into the fire.

Even feelings and love might have sprouted at the same time. One was passionate, the other was cold, that was all.

He turned around and removed his gloves skillfully. He put a ring on the black hair.

A ring with roses wrapped around it.

"Surprised?"

Zong Jiu smiled slyly. "I'm a Magician."

After everything was done, he answered solemnly.

"I'm not leaving."

He wouldn't leave.

Everyone had left, but he wouldn't leave either.

The Magician didn't like the real world. He preferred an infinite loop and a bad guy made of evil intentions.

"I owe you too many times, I can't repay you. Is it enough to stay with you? "

Everyone had left, and the Devil was all alone in this world.

But if there was someone to accompany him, as long as it was a person, he would only want this person.

Before he could finish, a cold kiss drowned out the Magician's words.

At the same time, the stairs and platform shattered.

The background turned into a starry sky covered with black curtains. Thousands of fragments of the world spun around them, reflecting the light of the stars and illuminating everything.

In the shattered world, they kissed and held each other tightly. They fell in each other's arms in the darkness and light fragments. It was romantic like lovers committing suicide in the starry sky.

The Demon was laughing, his chest vibrating with joy and joy.

He knew that if he desired something, he had to be free.

But if he returned to you, he would belong to you forever.

The Demon grabbed his roses.

He had made the right bet.